Busted in Druid Hill Park


A vintage photograph of Druid Hill Park.

A casual acquaintance “Jaleel” called me a week or so ago, all upset.

“Come get your cousin,” he said. “He is fucking up.”

Jaleel was dating”Edgar,” a dark-skinned bottom whose family comes from the same town as my Mom. He also has the same last name as my mother’s family so we jokingly call each other cousin although we have not proven the connection.

“Oh, no Jaleel, what did he do?” But deep down I already knew. Edgar. who was married to a woman but divorced several years ago, is a dick hound. I mean, that guy would fuck a tree if someone attached a dildo to it.

“Immanuel, I really tried to make this work,” Jaleel said. “I took him out on dates, cooked for him, and even paid for comedy club tickets. But he is still keeps fucking around on me. I’ve had enough.”

Jaleel explained what happened. He had planned to take Edgar on a date on Friday night but Edgar begged off, claiming he was fighting a cold and wanted to sleep in. So Jaleel went out to Club Bunns, where DJ Thommy Davidson spins house music every Friday night and people dance until the walls sweat.

“I happened to take a break from dancing and looked on Jack’d on my phone and it said Edgar was just a mile away,” Jaleel said. “That made no sense because he lives eight miles out of town.”

Jaleel guessed Edgar was nearby at Druid Hill Park, a notorious cruising spot. People are known to go there and fuck in the bushes, on park benches, damn even the pitching mound of the baseball field.

“I drove over and saw his car and walked through the trees and there he was,” Jaleel said. “So I hid in the brush and just watched and he was doing stuff you wouldn’t believe.”

That piqued my curiosity. I wanted the dirty details.

“What was he doing, Jaleel?”

“That black motherfucker was on his knees sucking three and four dude’s dicks and bending over and taking dick up his ass — raw! I couldn’t believe that shit.”

Jaleel walked back to his car. He meant to just leave a note on Edgar’s car saying he got caught. But his anger got the best of him and he went back and confronted him in the darkness of the park.

“Bitch, I see your ass out here. It’s over. Fuck you. And here is the jacket you bought me. Give it to one of these niggers you fucking in the park.”

And despite the chilly weather Jaleel stripped off his jacket, threw it at a surprised Edgar’s feet, and stalked off.

Jaleel is handsome, a stylish dresser, owns his home and his nice as can be.

“You can do better than Edgar although I know it hurts.”

“Yeah, you are right Immanuel. Thanks for listening to me. I really needed to vent.”

And I hung up the phone.

And would you believe it wasn’t two hours later before Edgar hit me up on Adam4Adam trying to get some dick.

Florida Swinging: The Watcher


“Jaleel” was out running errands, getting ready for a family reunion,  when he hit up “Van” and me on Jack’d.

“I would  really like to watch you two fuck,” he said. “I’m kinda shy and that really turns me on. What hotel are you staying at?”

I told him the hotel name and room number. Before I could even check with Van about whether he wanted to play with a third Jaleel was knocking at our hotel door.

“Hey I never confirmed we were going to play,” I said, surprised.

“Well, I was in the area.”

Van and I were not going to throw him out. He was a beautiful chocolate, like a a Hershey’s bar, with a thick black beard. A little on the thick side and definitely handsome. Just 31 years old.

Jaleel still had to run to the store to get ice, sodas, charcoal and citron candles to keep away Zika-carrying mosquitoes. So we decided to play later in the day and he left.

But 15 minutes later there was another knock on the hotel door. Jaleel had come back. “My uncle called and they need some more stuff so I have more time to hang out.”

“Cool, let’s do this then.”

Jaleel

I started by eating out Van’s ass while Jaleel watched, stroking his thick dick until it got hard. Then he lay in the bed beside us while I fucked Van missionary style. His ass was so tight as usual it didn’t take me long to cum — I lifted his legs, thrust a few more strokes, and busted a good nutt.

Jaleel had warmed up a bit and was licking Van’s left nipple while I fucked him.

After I nutted, Van busted his nutt. And then we lay on each side of Jaleel, licking his nipples while he lay back and jacked and busted a nutt. It took him a long time to cum.

“You must be jacking off too much,” I joked. “It’s taking you a long time  to cum.”

“Yeah, you are right,” he said smiling. And soon he was shooting a thick creamy nutt on his belly.

Afterward I asked him why he was so shy. He grew up in Fort Lauderdale and always knew he was into men but had to keep it a secret because his family and friends likely would not accept it.

“Women just don’t turn me on,” he said. “I like masculine men.”

He had first had sex with family friend when he was just 21 years old. The family friend was more than 10 years older and Jaleel had always had a crush on him. Jalee remembered his dick was so big it took three sessions before it would fit in his virgin ass.

Jaleel didn’t have much time to talk. His family kept texting. The family reunion was going to start soon. Where was the charcoal? We have to light the grill.

So Jaleel said his goodbyes and left,  back to his down-low world.